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Jisung moved to the desk by the window, setting the hefty manual aside with a soft thud. He needed a plan. Running his fingers through his already messy hair, he pulled his worn notebook from his backpack. The same one filled with half-finished lyrics and melody ideas that came to him at 3 AM. Flipping to a clean page, Jisung clicked his pen several times as he stared at the blank paper. Cat Sitting for Dummies, he wrote at the top of the page, underlining it twice for emphasis. Or how to make Minho's cats fall in love with me in ten steps. This was just like studying for an exam, right? Break it down into manageable chunks. He glanced over at Minho's encyclopedia of cat care, feeling his stomach tighten. Step One: Convince Minho and his cats that I already understand the mysterious creatures I'm about to cohabitate with.
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Or: Broke grad student Jisung takes a cat sitting job despite knowing nothing about cats. He concocts a plan to make sure Minho and his cats don’t want to fire him (only to end up wanting to keep them forever).
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01 Jun 2026
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Minho’s smile softened into a small frown. “The doctor said you’ve lost a few months of your memory, and that this can happen with a severe head injury.”
Jisung squeezed his eyes shut. “This is insane. So I just have months of memories I can’t remember? And not to mention, I can’t even remember how I got here in the first place? And no one wants to tell me?”
The stress was getting to him, and Minho quickly rubbed a gentle thumb over his wrist.
“I know, baby. I know it’s frustrating. But the doctor said you have to remember on your own.”
Or Jisung wakes up in the hospital from a coma with no memory of how he got there, or why his friends and his boyfriend of six years, Minho, won’t tell him what happened
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"Minho-hyung will catch me." Jisung says, with the not entirely unearned confidence of an omega who has never been denied anything in life.
Seungmin turns to watch Minho sitting a few tables away in the same cafe they are, eating a cup of pudding and wiggling in his seat from happiness.
"Does he know that?"
"He doesn't need to," Jisung shrugs, "I’ll make sure of it."
Or: Mating runs can be violent and bloody affairs, but Jisung never minded getting his own hands dirty to catch the cute alpha of his dreams.
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27 May 2026
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“Minho-Hyung I’m…I’m really sorry for how I acted last night.”
Minho almost scoffs, rinsing the last plate before he adds it to the drying rack. “You don’t have to apologise for anything, Jisung.”
Taking a subtle deep breath, Jisung drops his hands to either side of his legs, curling his fingers over the edge of the island as he tries to summon enough courage to speak.
“Because you should know I...I-I did mean what I was saying.”
Written for Fluff Fest Prompt 044: Person A parties a little too hard at the club. Person B thinks they're cute and has been watching them all night. When it looks like PA is about to leave, PB finally approaches them, offers to help them get home safe. PA is a cuddly drunk, and when they get back to their apartment, clings onto PB and won't let them go.
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23 May 2026
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The man in front of him was a hybrid. A predator his mind whispered when his eyes met those blond ears speckled with sand-colored rosettes. A leopard.
“Minho is an experienced bodyguard,” Chan introduced him as Jisung seemed unable to look away with his predatory gaze—blond hair the same color as the fur on his ears, fine, elegant features, dark eyes, and a tail with the same rosettes that swung slowly and attentively behind him. “until now, he had served for ten years with a prominent family in Seoul.”
“Why did you stop?” Jisung asked, unable to stop himself, and it was the first question he asked a candidate that day. But it was a legitimate question, hybrid predators weren’t usually bodyguards. Or at least, they weren't a bodyguard after serving one person or family for so long. Hybrid predators were territorial; felines even more so. Minho was a rarity in himself.
“The person I was responsible for protecting is still alive, if that’s your question.”
Or: Jisung has a stalker threatening his life. Minho's the perfect person to protect him.
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- Part 1 of From Eden
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14 May 2026